The Runaway Groom

Tommy blinked his large eyes hopefully at Isaac, hoping for Isaac's acknowledgment.

Isaac bit off a chunk, chewed, and seriously commented, "It's alright.” Tommy blinked, but it was a praise, was it not?

He giggled before running off, skipping.

Irene smiled as she watched Tommy being so happy.

Bzzt...

Her phone started to ring in her pocket, and she picked it up to answer. A man asked, "You're Lulu's best friend, right?"

It was a familiar voice—Irene recognized him as one of the members of Martin York's squad, back when she met up with Lulu at New Kent. “Yes. Why do you have her phone? Where is she?" Irene replied, sharply noticing that something went wrong.

It should be Lulu talking if she was asking for her. So why was it this man instead?

"Lulu was hurt—"

Irene sprang to her feet right then and asked urgently, "What happened?! How did she get hurt?! Is it serious?!"

for a moment before saying, “It is a little serious,

slightly relieved. "How is

doesn't look good..."

"Just be out with

time. I would like you

had a hunch. "Was she doing

the reasons, but it's not all,” the man said. "It's alright if

at least need a few days to bring her

days," she told

"Okay," he replied.

up, Isaac asked, "What happened? That's a bad look on

a moment to ease

she lay down and

hesitated before

look in her eyes. "Whenever you say the

her hand and lowered her gaze, hesitating and sighing. "I thought Lulu found happiness with Martin, but I

chin on his shoulder and looking up at him, she said, "Let's go back to Franconia